There's a stiff wind
Blowing again today
Coming from somewhere
Lands end perhaps
Where the edge of the world
Drops off
Into oblivion
There's one mind
Computing again today
Sending out feelers
Earth trends that elapse
Depending
On how the wind blows
Who knows
How this will all end
Cloistered in our cells
Staring out
At the world
Through digital eyes
Through kitchen windows
While the wind blows
While March marches on
Towards some unknown end
Perhaps April will know
Maybe the wind will refrain
From bringing us bad news
Nature forges ahead
With or without
Us
This big fuss
But we must
Be vigilant
Diligence is a key word
This mighty Covid sword
Wading through the masses
Swinging danger
From side to side
Only the few
Will not be harmed
Or wounded
Or dead
Spring has arrived
With a new message
Envisage the world
Without so many
Of us
Forests would thrive
The sea would feel blessed
Nature would nod knowingly
Knowing no fear
Everything forges ahead
Give ear
To the ground
Lend your spirit
But not your body
This is the time
Where we must detach ourselves
Latch the cellar doors
That cell
Where most of us
Will stay
Most of us
Will pray
Most of us
Black and white
But mostly
In the grey